Fall in Love with the Fake Us

Just as Jasper was about to refuse, I helped him reply, "Don't worry, I'll send him over right away."

After hanging up the phone, Jasper wiped the water on my body while pretending to be in a dilemma, asking me, "Why do you let me go? You've never liked her. Her crazy always causes trouble late at night. I'm afraid I will wake you up when I come back."

I helped him put down his rolled-up sleeves and said understandingly, "She looks so sad. I don't want anything to happen to her. I knew what was more important. Since she called you, just go and take a look."

"But you used to—" Jasper was about to say something, but I interrupted him.

I explained that I had to learn to accept his friends because I loved him. "She's been your friend for years. The road is slippery on a snowy night. I'm worried about your safety. If she wants to make trouble, you just accompany her."

He was very satisfied with my answer, even a little smug.

In the end, I personally took Jasper to the entrance of Shirley's house. He stood by the road and waved goodbye to me reluctantly.

I gave him a heart sign and drove to the Sunset Bar.

When I got home, it was already 10 o'clock the next morning and Jasper hadn't come back yet.

When I finished taking a shower and was ready to take a nap, Jasper was back with takeout.

Jasper said, "I knew you were not awake yet. I packed some food in your favorite restaurant. I waited in line for over an hour. Come and get them."

I was indeed a little hungry, so I got up and sat at the dining table.

Jasper organized the packaging boxes, crumpled a paper, and threw it into the trash can.

But he didn't know that I had already known what the paper was when he went to get the cutlery. That was a delivery order showing the same food was delivered to Shirley's house.

I lowered my head and ate my food, casually asking him, "How is she?"

Jasper complained with a disgusted look on his face. "You can't imagine how she tortured me. One moment she wanted to see the snow on the rooftop, the next she had a headache and wanted to vomit. Anyway, she exhausted me all night."

I looked at the uncovered hickey on his collar and nodded.

Jasper was right. I had no idea how much trouble Shirley caused, but he must have been so tired all night.

I touched my neck and was glad that I was wearing a turtleneck sweater.

In fact, in the past year, I have been using the excuse of taking care of my health to avoid having sex with him, so I'm not afraid that he discovered the hickeys on my neck.

Jasper not only complained about Shirley but also complained about me, "Why don't you call or message me all night? You were not worried about me being with another woman all night."

I said with some grievances, "Come on, I was so worried that I didn't sleep well all night. But you have claimed that you would never fall in love with her. I believe you and allow you to do what you want."

The more generous and obedient I became, the more often Shirley called him.

Even on our anniversary, she held Jasper's arm, sat next to him, and said, "Wendy, take a look at the gift. Do you like it? I helped Jasper choose it."

I looked at the gift box and knew what he sent was a bottle of perfume without opening it because every gift I received was perfume. I used to think he was an unromantic man who was not good at choosing gifts, but I finally realized that he didn't care at all.

I thanked him, took out the gift I prepared, and handed it to Jasper.